"Young Master, what's wrong with you?"
Qiao Duo'er followed the sound and saw the person leaning against the wall was actually Bai Yifan.
He was still holding food in his hand, his lips were purple and cyan, which clearly indicated that he had been poisoned.
Without hesitation, Qiao Duo'er asked, "How long ago did you eat it?"
The attendant quickly replied, "He just ate it, and he started feeling bad after only a little!"
"Do you have a Silver Needle? Right, first turn him over and use your hand to induce vomiting by sticking it down his throat," Qiao Duo'er said calmly.
The attendant had long since lost his composure, but upon hearing Qiao Duo'er speak, he immediately did as instructed.
"The Silver Needles are in my backpack, please Madam, take one for me. I'll make our Young Master throw up first."
While speaking, he gritted his teeth and thrust his hand into Bai Yifan's mouth, hoping his master would be safe, and also that he wouldn't be killed by him if he survived.
